Where To Read Made In Abyss Novels & Stories

"Today, I figured out the guard rotation for the VIP suites." "The Abyss isn't a playground. It's a mass grave for the wretched." The camera cut to me sitting by the body disposal pit behind The Abyss. There were so many boys thrown in here just like me. I paused, giving the camera a pale, exhausted smile. "Hey, Vivienne. Long time no see." "I don't know if I'll be dead by the time you see this." "But... I hope even if I die, my body won't be left here to rot in the mud like the rest of them."

The world didn’t go dark. It went negative. Anji drifted through a spectrum of colors that didn’t have names. His consciousness wasn't tethered to a body; he was a stream of jagged sensory data tumbling through a canyon of pulsing, luminescent fiber. This was the Abyss—the substrate level of the M-ESSENCE. It wasn't just code; it was the prehistoric echo of an ancient, adaptive organism that Sutherland had scraped from a deep-sea hydrothermal vent and force-fed into a, hyper-connected server farm.

"You will regret the day you ever laid a hand on Harris." He turns to the guards, who are shifting uncomfortably. "Take him. Throw him into the Abyss Dungeon." The guards stiffen. The Abyss Dungeon. The kingdom’s most feared prison, buried deep beneath the palace foundations. It is a place where the sun never reaches, where the walls are permanently stained with centuries of rot and blood, where the darkness is alive with the screams of the tortured and the mad. It is a place of silver chains and enchanted restraints, reserved for traitors and monsters.

Whatever was behind that door, it was better than being crushed by the collapsing chamber. “Alright,” Ethan said, steeling himself. “We go through.” With a profound breath, he set his hand on the center of the entryway. The images flared brightly, and the entryway started to slide open with a moo, crushing sound. A cold wind surged out from the obscurity behind, carrying with it the faintest whisper of voices, echoes of the past, or maybe something distant and more vile. They ventured through the door, into the Abyss. ---

It probably takes Rex a good point five seconds to play catch up before he moves to follow her and it takes Gabriel a whole damned minute to start trailing behind us. We follow in dutiful silence as Abyss takes the exact same route as Lilith did yesterday. A deadpan straight line through the woodlands, over the bunker and to the borders. ‘Rexxy and Theo have a little whittle secret I smell’ Abyss sings as she prances over the bunker hatch. I keep quiet whilst Rex denies having any secret at all. Lucas, the traitor laughs hysterically as we pass the bunker. ‘Boring fucker’s, won’t even play cards with me… So where’s Lilith?’ He questions walking alongside Abyss.

Abby was just about to knock on the door when she saw something at the corner of her eyes. "MADE FOR HIRE" She read the words written on the placard that was hung at the wooden door. "Ohh??? Was it not an act called serendipity??? I am currently in search of a place to stay and this opportunity presented itself to me. Maybe this is the turning point of my life. I should have to give this one a try." 'EHEM'

I want to scream, I want to cry for myself but mostly for Johan, he was just my patient and after all he did to get better just to end up killed. I stop at the mini mart and buy a bottle of whiskey. There is an abandoned building with an incredible view of the city from the roof top. I have been coming here on my bad days when I wanted to avoid people. I have not been perfect my whole life, I haven't even been truly good but I haven't done anything to deserve all this. I take two more mouthfulls.